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Chapter 451 The Walking Grim Reaper

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Erin could clearly sense that his spirituality was rapidly slipping away at an unimaginable speed.

As Erin's spirituality was continuously devoured by the magic circle, an icy, chilling power began to rise from the shimmering magic circle.

In just a few seconds, Erin felt as if his blood had been frozen by that bone-chilling, cold power.

Erin didn't pay much attention to the hidden meaning of the side bone; instead, he looked at the bottle of [Herk Silver Medicine] with a serious expression.

"Next comes the key part of the ceremony."

The moment Erin gripped the silver dagger in his backhand, he thrust it straight into the conical flask filled with pale silver liquid, using the silver dagger imbued with his own spiritual essence.

"Snapped!"

The conical flask containing the [Herk Silver Potion] shattered instantly, but the pale silver liquid inside did not drip from the broken rim. Instead, it was enveloped by a mysterious force and coated the silver dagger.

In an instant.

The pure silver dagger melted into the pale silver liquid.

The liquid infused with pure silver began to exude a perfect aura.

It seems that at this moment, it is truly the perfect [Herk Silver Medicine].

"Come!"

The moment the [Herk Silver Potion] truly took shape, Erin opened his mouth and inhaled.

Instantly.

The Hercules Silver Medicine, which began to shimmer with a brilliant silver light and start to glow and heat, was inhaled by Erin.

As Erin's mouth opened and closed, the [Herk Silver Medicine] spread rapidly throughout his body via his blood vessels and nerve endings.

Just as Erin clearly felt the temperature of the [Herk Silver Medicine], and even his entire body was covered in a layer of silver light.

The Herk Silver Medicine suddenly vanished without a trace.

Or to be more precise, he completely merged with Erin.

The entire process of the Herk Silver Medicine integrating into her body did not cause Ailin any discomfort or pain, as if it did not cause the slightest ripple.

But the changes it brought about are real.

Erin could clearly sense that the chilling power brought by the ritual magic was rapidly dissipating, replaced by... an extreme sense of comfort.

And in this comfort that made Erin's spirit soar with joy.

In the talent section of Ailin's attribute panel, a large area of ​​unfamiliar, unrecognizable text began to flash, appearing and disappearing intermittently.

It seems that a completely new talent is being nurtured.

It also seems as if there was an innate deficiency, preventing that brand-new talent from fully taking shape.

After flashing for a second or two, the large area of ​​unfamiliar, unrecognizable characters began to dim under the influence of an inexplicable force.

But at that moment...

The power of the Jester, which had been dormant and quietly growing within Erin's body, suddenly surged forth.

They surged frantically toward the fading power of the [Herk Silver Medicine].

"Fate? Screw fate..."

At that moment, the jester's mocking and cursing voice seemed to echo in Erin's mind once again.

With the infusion of a massive amount of life-saving power, the previously dimmed power of the [Herk Silver Potion] shone brightly once more.

After merging with the life-spending power within Erin, Erin's nascent talent began to undergo an unknown transformation.

Less than a second.

The words that had dimmed then brightened up again.

Another second passed.

The words, which seemed to have undergone countless transformations and baptisms, finally stabilized.

Immediately afterwards, a brand new talent was fully formed in Erin's talent list.

[Talent: Child of Death - Pseudo]

[Child of Death - Pseudo: The purest form of 'death' grants you power closest to death itself. This power, activated by the [Hercules Silver Elixir], combines with the power of frolicking, undergoing an unknown transformation. Possessing this 'talent,' you are born favored by death. Any creature not favored by fate will be more likely to be drawn to death upon contact with you, and such death will bring you even more of its aura.]

[Effect 1: Death Aura. The wisp of death aura released when surrounding creatures die will be absorbed by you. You can use this death aura for attack, defense, and even, after accumulating enough death aura, you can directly grant a creature eternal death (the granting of death has extremely high authority and can ignore the strength of the creature to directly give the opponent a death judgment. If the death judgment is successful, it will grant the opponent eternal death on the spot).]

[Effect 2: Favor of Death. As a Child of Death, while being favored by death, you will also truly be far removed from it. Every Child of Death possesses an extremely terrifying lifespan. Even if your Child of Death status is a pseudo-status forcibly ascended through the power of death, you will still possess a lifespan far exceeding the limits of your species.]

[Effect 3: The Intimidation of the Superior. Undead, ghosts, and other undead creatures will feel a natural fear when facing you.]

[Note 1: When someone attacks you with death energy, it will be directly nullified. Unless the opponent's death level is higher than yours, no death energy attack from them will be able to truly harm you. The nullified death energy attack will be absorbed by you or dissipate directly.]

(P.S.: You lowly subordinate, do you want to commit insubordination?)

[Note 2: The success rate of a death decree is influenced by various factors. The stronger the opponent's soul and the more destiny power they possess, the lower the success rate of the death decree. Of course, you can also increase the probability of a death decree by increasing your death aura.]

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[Son of Death - Fake]? ? ?

Looking at the new talent in the talent bar, Erin seemed to freeze, falling into a long silence.

what!

Is this talent powerful?

Of course it's powerful.

Putting everything else aside, the three effects of [Child of Death - False] are all incredibly powerful, each one stronger than the last.

Not to mention Death's Favor, it directly granted Erin a long life, causing a complete transformation in the essence of Erin's life.

With just a brief assessment, Erin determined that, given the absence of disasters and illnesses, his lifespan limit had been extended to over a thousand years.

This lifespan alone completely surpasses the human lifespan limit.

It's important to know that even the Ancient One, the Sorcerer Supreme, relied on Dormammu's dark power to gain a long lifespan; otherwise, even with her Father-level strength, she would only have lived for a few hundred years.

Without this death favor, even if Erin were to advance to demigod status, he would not have been able to have such a long lifespan.

What's even more terrifying is that this effect will continue to evolve as Erin's strength increases.

It can be described as extremely perverse.

Besides this most obvious benefit, it can directly absorb the death energy released when surrounding creatures die, and use it for attack and defense. After accumulating enough death energy, it can directly bestow a death gift upon a creature, and the effect is exceptionally powerful.

It can be described as a deathly version of "Death Finger".

but.

This talent is powerful, no matter how powerful it is.

But any creature not favored by fate will be more likely to meet its demise after coming into contact with you!

What the hell is this?

Is he a walking Grim Reaper?

It's the kind of system-certified one.

Looking at the long string of text on the panel.

Erin suddenly felt like crying but couldn't.

Erin doesn't want to become a walking Grim Reaper. Is it too late for him to give up this talent now?

and many more.

Thinking about the ever-present death since he transmigrated, and the series of events that happened around him, Erin suddenly had a bad feeling.

【Herk Silver Elixir】can only unleash the hidden power within oneself, allowing one to perfect their talents.

Despite the interference of the power of life-threatening chaos, the talent underwent an unknown transformation during the forced activation of this talent.

Strictly speaking, if he didn't possess this hidden talent, no matter how much the [Herk Silver Medicine] and the power of life were activated, he wouldn't be able to awaken the talent of [Child of Death - Pseudo].

Damn it.

Could it be that I possessed some kind of death god physique before, but this power was hidden within me and not fully activated, so I couldn't detect it?

Hehe.

Good guy.

So I was the source of all this disaster?

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After awakening the talent [Child of Death - Pseudo].

Erin remained silent in the room for a long time before finally accepting that he might be a walking Grim Reaper.

Although deep down she didn't want to admit that she was a walking death god, Erin silently decided to avoid crowded places in the future.

To avoid being forced to judge who has the toughest fate later on.

There was a long silence.

After cleaning up the traces of ritual magic in the room, Erin went to the washroom next door.

He decided to give himself a good clean and get rid of the bad luck.

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After half an hour.

Having freshened up, as if washing away all his ailments, Arlin arrived at Tony Stark's room without knocking, and simply pushed open the door, entering the room that Queen Fricka had arranged for Tony Stark.

Tony Stark's room was much the same as Arryn's, the only difference being that the balcony of this room faced the Asgardian Palace, which was under construction and being rebuilt.

Erin entered the room and discovered...

The famous Iron Man, Tony Stark, was lying sprawled out on the carpet beside the bed, looking like a dead dog.

"Wow, that's impressive."

Upon seeing this, Erin immediately took out a fully charged spare phone from his spatial ring, turned on the camera function, and took pictures of Tony Stark's dead dog-like appearance from different angles.

"Since you started it all, don't blame me for starting it all the way."

After taking the photos, Erin, who had preserved Tony's embarrassing moments, planned to take them and have a serious talk with Aunt Pepper about them later.

Although Pepper did not forbid Tony Stark from drinking, she strictly prohibited him from drinking after discovering his palladium poisoning, as they had already established a relationship.

Erin remembered this agreement, and it hadn't been broken yet.

It's unclear whether it was the sound of Erin taking photos that woke up Tony Stark, who was still hungover.

It was an instinctive sense of crisis that jolted Tony awake from his deep sleep.

After letting out a painful groan, Tony Stark's eyelashes trembled a few times.

A few minutes later.

After a quick wash, Tony Stark covered his head with one hand, pretending to have a headache.

"Damn it, is all the alcohol sold in Asgard fake? How come it has such a strong aftereffect?"

Tony, who had been "tested by alcohol" since childhood, had never been so embarrassed before.

Arlin, who had already secretly put away his phone, said calmly, "Asgardians have a much higher body density than Earthlings. Although the wine you're drinking tastes similar to that on Earth, in order to numb the Asgardians' bodies, its alcohol content is actually much higher than that of Earth's alcohol."

Tony Stark, with a wet towel pressed against his head, looked thoughtful as he tried to relieve his headache physically.

"So, it really was a problem with the drinks?"

"No."

Arlin wagged his finger and said, "What I want to say is that you're too weak. As everyone knows, dwarves are physically similar to Asgardians, but their alcohol tolerance is much higher. Moreover, Asgard specially brought out the strongest liquor to entertain the dwarf king who came from afar. So if you're not physically strong, don't try to compete with others in drinking."

"Because that's not called a drinking contest, it's just bringing shame upon yourself."

Tony Stark, whose head was already throbbing, had his lips twitching from Arryn's blatant sarcasm.

"Damn it, is this my fault? Who knew the drinks we served the dwarves this time would be so different from the ones we had before?"

"If it hadn't been so sudden, would I have been knocked out by all this alcohol?"

Seeing the faint sneer on Erin's lips, the stubborn Tony immediately bristled, saying, "Hey, if you hadn't deserted me at the last minute to chase after girls, would I have ended up all alone, going to drink with a dwarf?"

"I did this so that I could make good relations with the dwarves and take advantage of their departure to ride back to Earth in their airship."

"No matter what, I'm still better than you, a guy who got lustful at the first sign of trouble and ran away at the last minute."

Speaking of this...

Tony Stark looked deeply resentful.

If Erin hadn't gone into the small room with that goddess Lorelei, would he have had to fight alone, be "besieged" by several dwarves, and then get so drunk that he passed out?

"Yeah?"

Looking at Tony Stark's face full of resentment, Arryn said calmly, "The one you call a lustful man has already made an appointment with the Dwarf King to take us away when they leave, and after returning to the Dwarf Kingdom, he will give us a small airship to return to Earth."

"So, what did the famous Iron Man achieve after drinking all night and getting himself passed out under the table?"

(End of this chapter)